Gemotions

A giggle escaped Amelia’s lips as she twirled, balancing on the balls of her feet in the living room. Liam's face, when she had mentioned the idea, had been a picture. The dramatic sigh, the weary roll of his eyes... it was all so predictable. But he'd caved. She’d known he would.

Her fingers danced over the smooth surface of the fish tank, already picturing the tiny, vibrant fish she'd get. She envisioned the way they'd swim, the way they'd reflect the light. A vibrant splash of color in their otherwise muted living space.

Amelia clapped her hands together, a sudden surge of energy bubbling within her. She pulled out her phone, immediately searching for local pet stores. This was going to be fun.